โ Scribed by Steven Montano
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
The war continues...Eric Cross and his team of elite mercenaries are the bane of the Ebon Cities. Armed with the cutting-edge arcane weaponry of the Southern Claw, Cross and his crew โ Black, Kane, Ronan, Maur, Grissom and Ash โ have become a veritable thorn in the side of the vampire armies.Now the team is tasked with halting vampire activity near the remote city-state of Fane, where the Ebon Cities have teamed up with a former Revenger in search of a deadly weapon called Soulrazor.To make matters worse, something sinister has happened to Cross, and the key to his salvation is somehow directly tied to the Ebon Cities' new soldiers: a host of necrotic angels who bear traces of divine power.Cross and his team must travel across a blighted wilderness and do battle with a vile array of enemies as they race not only to save the city of Thornn from total annihilation, but to rescue Cross' very soul from an enemy more powerful than he could ever imagine...
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